The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1887-05-10
"ADoNls" plxEY AND PATTI.
Trouble Caused by the Actors Dog
IrishTnan and SOngbird.

Trouble Caused by the Actors Dog.
Irishman and SOngbird.
Mr. Henry E. DiXey is the owner Of
St. Bernard dog that weighs perhaps 800
pounds, and, after the fashion of the lamb
that was platonically attached to Mary,
this dog accompanies Mr.. DiXey wherever
Mr. Dixey goes. Twice across the ocean
and all over this continent makes Prince
the most extensive traveller of the canine
kind. Mr.. Dixey and his leviathan dog
were having romp through the four or five
rooms occupied by the Clan DiXey at the
Hotel Richelieu First Mr.. Dixey would
shut the dog up in the folding bed and
hide himself in the wardrobe; then the
dog would break away from the folding
bed and begin hunt for Dixey, humor-
ously tipping over tables and chairs, as
humOrously breaking the crCckery, and
still more humOrOuSly accompanying his
labors with volcanic vocal eruptiOns ex-
pressiye of fear, hope, anticipation, JOY,
ETC. This play lasted for about an hour,
Mrs. Dixey sitting in the front room mean
while smiling contentedly and thinking TO
herself how much better it was for Henry
to be passing a quiet afternoon at home
than to be frittering away his time in the
company of frivolous men about town.
But Mime. Patti, whose apartments at the
Richelieu are located directly under tie
DiXey rooms, must have thought different,
for while Mr.. Dixey and his dog were In
the midst of their genial spOrt-or, we
might say while the festivities were at
their height, there came knock at the
door and Mime. PATHS maid Hortense,
looking like one of the 1.-TWO Orphans"
presented this messenger "Mme. Patti
compIemongs Nine. Dix-see, and will
Nine. Dix-see have re goodness to make
her little boy stop to play wiz re dogY'
Mr.. Dixey was highly indignant; he did
not care so much for himself, but the in
suit to the dog was one that he could
scarcely brook. Next morning as he lay
in his bed, he became o2gnizant of an an
gelic voice soaring in song-a voice so
heavenly that it stayed not in the pOrches
of his ear but penetrated to the innermOst
recesses of Mr.. Dixey's very soul and
filed his whole being with an ecStacy of
ineffable delight
Ida, my dear" called Mr.. Dixey to his
wife, who was sewing in an adjoining
room
'eWhat is it, Henry?'' she answered.
''You're in unusually good voice this
morning, my dear" said Mr.. DiXey. 81
don't know when I've heard you sing SO
pleasantly"
EsWhy. Henry" exclaimed Mrs. Dixey,
GIVE not been singing; that was Mme.
Patti you heard-she is practicing Proch's
variations, and isn't it just too lovelyr'
But there was cold, meaningless gilt
ter in Mr.. Dixey's eye as he straightway
arose from his bed, donned trousers, and
put on one OF his red Hibernian wigs. a
few moments later, when, in answer to
brutal knock, Nine. Patti opened the door
of her parlor, the Incompatible songbird's
sloe like orbs beheld what seemed to be
gaunt, raw Hishman standing in the por-
tai ''Misther Dixey's compliments to
yees, num-" said this hulking appari-
ton, land wad yeez Inoind shopping the
tra-la-la-loo, mum, till Misther Dixey
have bit av slape?''-Chicago News.